The Utmost Confession

I've always questioned my religion But all this time, I think it must've been you 'Cuz I swear I found God in the kitchen While twirling to the scent of our burnt food I've fallen victim to your tongue tied with mine In the utmost confession I never believed in soulmates But that was before I heard you say My name and "You're mine." "You're mine." "You're mine." "You're mine." Your hands are the rosary I hold when I pray that I don't spend a day without you 'Cuz I'm not used to being the muse Unrequited love was always the one who abused me When my hands run down the crucifix of your shoulders Heaven doesn't feel so far away Every word that you speak, I will follow just like scripture I will wear you 'round my neck, as my saint I've fallen victim to your tongue tied with mine In the utmost confession You've pinned me down by my palms and knees I'd bleed for you if you let me I would give up an eternity If it meant you stayed with me With me I've always questioned my religion But you give me something to believe in